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Event Horizon

By Bruce Clifford

Look at us on the event horizon
The two of us on the edge of a storm
We canít let go as weíre stretched into singularity
The moment we show we walked past this threshold of dawn

Here we go beyond the event horizon
Time stands still as reflections turn to grain
We canít say so, but we know the stars are calling
The back glance of a glow the burns a silent rain

The event horizon where the panic stands still
The edge of time and the last of the kill
Look at the heavens now as light turns to dark
The event horizon and the last known spark

Look at us on the event horizon
Melodies of sounds that never were real
Dreams are halted and pasts are betrayed
Knowing thereís nothing. Thereís no escape

The event horizon where the panic stands still
The edge of time and the last of the kill
Look at the heavens now as light turns to dark
The event horizon and the last known spark

©7/8/15 Bruce Clifford


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